Yard Girl

  The wicked ones are up! It’s such a crazy concept, you know, wickedness? Like you know what is right, but you do the opposite and do it knowing you are ruining someone else’s life. Anyway, if you can read this, it is my birthday. I like to keep my things brief, tho; I have no plans for my birthday this year. I had one before tho, get a new apartment in a new city and open a bottle of red wine. Why did that plan change, you are asking? Well, maybe life in collaboration with wicked people ( Portharcourt housing agents). Anyway, I get to spend my 24th birthday -read as 19th- with my family. I even ironed the clothes I’ll wear today. Lol. My birthday plans made me realize that no matter how much I try to be in control of what goes on in my life, I can’t control EVERYTHING. It’s a very bitter pill, as bitter as those yellow uncoated anti-malaria tablets. Urgh! I can taste it in my mouth. 23 was quite a year. I took so many risks in my career, quitting a job with no backup plan, gettin...

I f you are reading this, it's my birthday. Yessss, right? It's been a whole year since I wrote to you; I have been chasing the bag and getting a hold of my mental health. One thing they won't tell you as you grow older is how much your mental health is tied to having money. Well, not necessarily having all the money in the world but indeed being comfortable. For me? Being extremely comfortable to afford the basics and little extra in life. I've spent the past days leading to this day buried in work and looking at snap chat highlights from 2020 - 2022. Those highlights made me realize how my excitement for my birthday has dwindled. In 2020, I even went a little extra to get my makeup done and had an elaborate pre-birthday photoshoot. Last year, my best friend came over and took cute photos of me in a dress I haven't had the chance to wear again. (P.S; my best girl also did same this year) This year, I've gotten a lot of pep-talk from my best girls, and I'm i...

I f you are reading this (on the date of its publication), it's my birthday!  Hey, it's been a while!! If you are loyal to the Yard People Community, you should've gotten a drift of what has happened in the past months since I last wrote to you. I started a podcast . I Went to suffer small for Nigeria as the patriotic citizen that I am. So a few friends have asked how I feel about turning 22, well, it feels weird that I'm not as excited about my birthday as I used to be. It's crazy, it is! In 2020, I created time to do a professional photo shoot, got a cake, and actually had an in-house party with friends and all. I raised hell and broke shit, literally, because I broke my father's favourite wine glass. Lol. Fast forward to 2021, I was a fresh graduate, a month into my new job, the money was there and it was good but I didn't go all out for the birthday, spent it again with my family and best friends. Well, let's say 21 taught me a lot. Life is fickle. P...

(Based on true events, except the untrue parts.👀 ) Hiya! Yard Girl here!  I promised to write back and here I am!  Before I begin, I’d like to say that I love Love, I love to see relationships that work and I like to be constantly reassured that I am not crazy to want to get it right in choosing a partner. When I tell people my relationship status, they first doubt me and then proceed to name all my qualities and reaffirm how impossible the probability of me being still single is. I’m not single because I want to. Now that I think of it, I am single because I want to. This thing called settling because I can’t afford to not have someone call me ‘babe’ is not for me. In this not very long blog post, I'll be sharing my honest random thoughts on relationships. You might not agree with everything you read and that's okay.  Let's dive right in! The Gist I almost fell in love some time ago. I thought I had met ‘The One’. It felt great, really. This wasn’t just some silly ...

  Hi!!! Welcome to August!  Today, I want to pour out my heart on an issue that has always bothered me. Read and be blessed. Let's dive right in, shall we? RELATIONSHIPS So, here is how it goes. Boy meets girl on social media, through a friend, or at a random event. They are intrigued by each other and may go through days, weeks, months, and even years of the notorious "talking stage."  Bam! They fall in love and get boo'd up, posting pictures to pepper single people. This is so cute, but I have an observation, how do these relationship goals people take pictures of them cuddled up in bed, playing arcade or PS5? It makes me wonder if relationships these days come with a complimentary photographer. Away from this, it's blissful; they become partners, friends, lovers. It's lovely to watch, and they get to join the 'how it started vs. how it's going' trend, and we see how amazing they have grown, and we shout God When!  These relationships are blis...

I am a huge cry baby. I cry over every and anything, I cry when I think of the pain people go through when they lose the ones they love. I cry when I lose people I love. I try every time to fill my head with happy thoughts, I avoid sad movies, songs, generally, things that dampen my mood. I always want to be happy, optimistic, positive. I am happy to the point of being tagged unserious sometimes. Lol. I constantly search for happy outlets because just a single thought or word could cause PTSD and I'd begin to think up random unhappy things and boom I'm sad. Sadness is a pit I've fallen into so many times, it is so easy to get in and a herculean task to get out of and I'd rather totally avoid seeing that pit. On Death; I'd have loved to describe death with a parable but I can't. Death is an unwanted guest, it shows up at your doorstep and you can not tell it to leave even if you tried. The strange part about death is that it takes the seemingly "immortal...

  They did tell us many lies about this adulting thing. Many lies I say! One of the many things they "forgot" to mention is the Redundant Growth Phase. I don't know if you have experienced this but I have and still do. This phase is as weird as it sounds. It doesn't even feel like it's just a phase that will pass, this goes on from your teenage years to your adult years till when it feels like going away. Will this stage ever outgrow us?? I honestly have no idea. I'll try to explain this annoying phase. Imagine this: You, a fine young person, you know you have achieved a lot, you look at yourself in the mirror, a million and one dozen times and try to say how much proud you are of yourself but you just can't. Scratch the mirror. There's this constant feeling that the world has moved on and left you behind. Nobody wrote an official letter telling you the world is about to move. Nobody told you where it's moving to, but the world is moving and you ar...

  No jokes, it is what it is! I went from "I want to be a doctor" and evolved to "I want to be a pharmacist" and the monotone changed to "I want to be a lawyer" and now, I'm currently in my finals studying English, working a full-time job as a content developer/projects manager and being frustrated by the Nigerian government featuring ASUU. Na wah! Agreeably, all we wanted to do when we were younger was GROW UP! Now, I just want to put my life on pause and probably reverse this growth. Every day I wake up as an "adult" with more things to worry about. I'm low-key trying to catch cruise and chop life because problem no dey finish but the reality is still going stare me right in the face. We grew up with a lie "when you grow, you can do what you want" well, Auntie Bola, I'm all grown up now, but I can't do what I want because you lied to me, you didn't tell me getting into University would be as hard as trying to get...

I wrote this especially for you. Yes, you! These are hard times, the economy is slowly turning upside down, there is a virus out there, your lifestyle has been in a way restricted, so much happening in, so little time. But, here you are alive, breathing, reading this and happy I believe. Ooin! You are doing well. The past few months has tested my will to live, when the lockdown started I would sit and complain about being bored, sometimes I would pray for it to end and sometimes bouts of depression threatened to take a hold of me. This is me appreciating myself and everyone in a somewhat similar situation for calming the raging storm in your soul, for being alive and keeping your head above the water. Dear You, there is a lot to celebrate about you, you have and are making progress, I applaud you for starting that project, I applaud you for finishing that project, for sending in your résumé, for taking on that job, for volunteering, for starting up your business, for being ...